Chapter 19: The Indescribable Scenery in the Car

The people around didn't know what was going on here, and when they heard the crisp slap, everyone looked over here, and when they saw Lin Yirou being slapped, everyone held their breath and didn't dare to speak.

Seeing this, the organizers hurriedly came over to clear the venue, and tonight's high-energy events made the organizers collectively tremble, for fear that there would be some news tomorrow.

This one is the actress, and the other is the eldest lady of the Fu family.

There is the president of the Lu Group in front, and the eldest young master of the Song family in the back, except for Song Wanzhou, there is no one in this group to mess with.

But if there is the slightest problem, their jobs will not be saved.

The hall was soon empty, there were only a few people left, Lin Yirou was slapped and froze in place, obviously not figuring out why he was hit this time, Wang Xi next to him immediately came over to support Lin Yirou, "Sister Yirou, are you okay?" ”

After speaking, she looked at Fu Wen again, "Miss Fu, our Sister Yirou is also for your good, even if you are angry, you shouldn't sprinkle it on our Sister Yirou."

You, how can you hit someone. ”

Fu Wen patted her palm absently, "The most hated thing in Miss Ben's life is the green tea yin and yang." Lin Yirou, I advise you to put away your dirty thoughts, if you dare to provoke Song Wanzhou again, Miss Ben will make you unable to mix in the entertainment industry!"

Dropping this sentence, Fu Wen left.

Lin Yirou stood in place, her fingers clenched tightly, she looked at Fu Wen's back as she left with hatred, and the anger in her heart could no longer be controlled.

As soon as the person left, she kicked down the vase next to her.

"Sister Yirou, there is a surveillance ...... here"

Syllable.

Lin Yirou turned around and slapped Wang Xi in the face, all kinds of things tonight made her emotions on the verge of collapse, "Waste, you are all waste, you can't even deal with Song Wanzhou, what's the use of me raising you." ”

She was not reconciled.

It's so unwilling.

She tried her best and tried her best to get from nothing to today's position, and those actors, artists, and directors had to respectfully shout Teacher Lin when they saw her, but what was the use of this.

Fu Wen can still slap her regardless of the occasion.

Just because she is the eldest lady of the Fu family!

Even if she Lin Yirou is a movie queen, even if she Lin Yirou is popular, she can't change the fact that she was born in poverty, if she wants to be a master, she must enter the upper society, and if she wants to enter the upper class society and become an existence that everyone fears, there is only one way.

Become Mrs. Lu!

From three years ago to today, she has waited for that day for too long.

On the day when Song Wanzhou and Lu Chen divorced, she thought that her opportunity had come, who knew that Song Wanzhou, a slut, actually cultivated the plank road and secretly Chen Cang, and approached Lu Chen with different tricks.

Did she think that she could get Lu Chen's heart by retreating?

Dream!

One day with her Lin Yirou, she will never want to be the woman next to Lu Chen.

Lin Yirou lowered her eyes, and a cold killing intent crossed her eyes.

......

The night was getting darker, and the low-key black supercar drove by in the night, and Song Wanzhou closed her eyes and nested softly in the co-pilot's seat, unable to exert any strength.

I don't know how long it took, but Song Wanzhou, who had been nesting and not moving, moved.

She rolled over, feeling the restraints on her body, Song Wanzhou frowned a little uncomfortably, and then reached out and fumbled for the safety belt on her side.

"Hmm, it's hot. ”

After the seat belt was unfastened, the car began to call the police, Lu Chen reached out to take the seat belt on her side, and accidentally touched Song Wanzhou's shoulder, his palm was slightly cold, and her hot skin touched this cold, just like a person walking in the desert on a dog day meeting water.

Hungry and thirsty, unbearable.

She snorted softly and began tugging at the last thin evening gown she had.

The dress was already thin, and the silky fabric clinged to her body, revealing the most beautiful curves of the woman, and the thin straps on her shoulders slipped down as soon as she moved.

Revealing a large area of porcelain-white skin, like a silent temptation.

The man turned his head, his Adam's apple rolled faintly, his breathing was slightly short, and just when his mind calmed down, the woman sitting in the passenger seat suddenly turned over and sat on top of him......